Alas, there was no knitting on the tube top GKI Raglan Sweater. Instead, I ended up spending the evening eating Mexican with the intended recipient and W. And not W as in the Dubya, but as in my friend W. Mexican food and margaritas. Is there anything better? Not really. It was good to get out and have fun. However, I think everything I ate last night kind of cancelled out all the walking that was done prior to the eating and drinking.
Also, I pose this question to you: How do you tell if a person is actually a woman or a man in drag? Do you have some tell-tale feature that you always look for? There was quite a bit of discussion about whether or not one of the employees of the restaurant was in drag or not. The jury is still out on her/him. I personally am leaning towards androgynous, but I can still be swayed either way.
I didn’t notice a prominent adam’s apple, but her hands were man big. She had kind of squared shoulders and prominent/square facial features, but that doesn’t necessarily mean anything. The hair looked real to me ~ as in not a wig. But her walk was on the masculine side. Maybe she is transgendered. Did I say that right? Anyway, its food for thought. Discuss amongst yourselves.
don’t you think i would have said something if i heard about the job? stop asking and be patient. if i have to be, so do you. sometimes, females have something i like to call “man hands” which means they have masculine features and will someday consider gender reassignment.
I try to go with snap judgements/first impressions. Mexican food is so tasty, and just you wait till I hit the big 21. Margaritas here I come